I walked over to where John... «Sleepers»
LittleGhost6 марта 2015I walked over to where John was standing, the steel look still on his face, his eyes honed in on Ferguson. I rested my hand against the one holding the knife, knuckles tight around the edge of the blade. 'It's okay, Johnny,' I said. 'You can let go now. It's okay.' 'He's not gonna touch me again,' John said, the voice no longer that of the boy who cried at the end of sad movies. 'You hear me, Shakes? He's not gonna touch me again.'
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